Ragnar

Character Name: Ragnar Leifsson

Name Meaning: Judgement Warrior

Age: 30

Date of Birth: Sometime in the Summer

Race: Man/Rohirrim

Residence: Everywhere, for he is a nomad.

Profession: Raider/ Boat Builder

Appearance: Ragnar has dark blonde hair that is shaved on the sides. He keeps it usually back in many braids all tied together into one big braid. Ragnar keeps his beard long but not too terribly long, not wanting to look too old in age. He is six foot in height and weighs close to two hundred pounds. His eyes are a bright blue and show absolutely no fear as he fights against his opponents. He is very built with tattoos across his body. There are also burn marks as well as scars from swords and axes from fighting. (And from forging his own weapons by trying to become at one time a blacksmith.)

Personality:
Ambitious
Curious
Determined
Cunning
Slightly Manipulative
Loyal
Free Spirit



Parents:
Father:: Hildir Leifsson
Mother: Ingrid Thorirdottir (they never married)

Sibling(s):
Brother:: Bræsi
Sister:: Æstrid

Spouse: N/A

Children: None that he knows of.

History: Hildir and Ingrid had always had a thing for one another. Ever since they were children, their eyes would lock and hardly ever look away. Hildir was a simple guy who grew up to be a warrior for Rohan's armies. Ingrid was just a farmer, her parents having the simplest of jobs while she helped, feeding the animals. The two had eventually announced their love to each other, having Ingrid soon pregnant while Hildir left for battles and wars among the orcs. They never married, for every time they tried, Hildir would be sent back into a fight. Soon Ingrid had given birth to a son and she named him Ragnar.

Ragnar was everything his father couldn't be. He was curious, ambitious, and did everything and more to help his mother. He learned the ways of the sword and learned how to make weapons as well from the local blacksmith. Ragnar wanted to learn all things to one day improve Rohan, to even have every man fall under its rule. (Even though he wasn't royalty.) He believed that Rohan was the greatest and he believed that there was more land for the kingdom to conquer and more land to help their people. If he could get those lands for the sake of the people of Rohan, then perhaps they could have more resources and perhaps more treasures..

That had caught the growing boy's attention and at a young age, he had decided to head out of Rohan and see what Middle Earth had to offer in all its glory. Ragnar took to the south, heading towards the Haradwaith, when he met up with one man from the Corsairs. He was an odd man, laughing at his own jokes as well as being well in tune with the gods. He was a crafter, and he made the most beautiful boats Ragnar had seen. If he could learn to make these, like this man, then he could see other cities, other lands! He could possibly raid them and claim them all for Rohan.. or perhaps himself. The man, now known as Calder, became a good friend and had taught him many things and the ways to create such fine boats to sail.

He and Ragnar through the years developed a group and they would raid everything and everyone. They would take treasures, women, money. And somewhere through the years his mother had given birth to another son and even a daughter. Both were from different fathers. Ragnar never asked who the father's were. He was honestly glad that he had more people who would eventually help him with his cause! And of course, his brother decided to join. Bræsi reminded his older brother as a berserker, being built so broad and tall. He had become protective over him and kept Bræsi close, making him a guard over certain important things. Now the trio as Ragnar, Calder and Bræsi, along with their crew, raid everything along their paths, taking what they claimed would be for "Rohan." (But now for their leader, Ragnar! Long live Ragnar!)